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"Yes, everything's fine at home?"
Gao Jin was speechless. "I'm an orphan. Do you even know what an orphan means?"
"Good."
"Your wife is doing well, isn't she?"
"...I don't have a wife."
"Oh, how's the child? How's school going? School is the biggest headache for parents."
Gao Jin's eye began to twitch.
"Brother, just say what you're thinking. You know me; I'm not good at talking nonsense."
"Look at how you talk to your boss."
Wang Taiyi tore off small pieces of orange peel and threw them at Gao Jin's head.
"It will be difficult for you to advance in your career if you continue like this."
Gao Jin ignored the orange peel hitting his head, remaining silent and unmoved; silence was his stance.
"Look at you, you pathetic sight. Alright, let's talk about something serious."
Old Wang tore off a slice of orange and stuffed it into his mouth.
Ugh! It's so sour! No wonder it's a fruit from Stanley; it tastes awful, but it's packed with vitamins.
"Ah Jin, what's your educational background?"
"Never went to school."
"Besides being good at fighting, what other special skills do you have?"
Gao Jin thought for a moment.
"My language skills are pretty good. Besides Mandarin, I also speak Korean, Thai, English and Vietnamese."
Well done, Gao Jin! You've got some tricks up your sleeve. Are you trying to secretly improve and amaze everyone?
"Do you want to be the warden?"
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Chapter 151 New Film Preparation
Gao Jin never expected that Old Wang would say such a thing.
Is it something you can just decide to do as a warden?
"Big brother, if you want me to do it, I'll do it."
"So obedient? You didn't even ask?"
Gao Jin gripped the steering wheel, his tone indifferent.
"No need to ask. I might be dead long ago without you, so I'll do whatever you want me to do."
What a good little brother! Wang Taiyi sighed. It seems he needs to put in some effort for his little brother. Foreigners, they just love money. Once he gets Gao Jin a good resume and spends some more money, becoming a prison warden is only a matter of time. A prison warden and Gao Jin are a better match.
"in addition....."
Seeing that the usually taciturn Gao Jin still had something to say, Wang Taiyi asked curiously:
"in addition?"
Gao Jin paused.
“A-Zu said that if he didn’t do what his elder brother said, he would be in big trouble.”
Wang Taiyi stood up and shouted angrily.
"Oh, so you guys are just talking about me behind my back, huh? And when did you and Ah Zu become so close?"
“Yes, Ah Zu has been learning boxing from me recently. He is very talented and is very suitable to learn Xingyi Tiger Form.”
"grass!"
Wang Taiyi patted the back seat.
"Why doesn't he learn from me? Is the Tiger form really that awesome? Is it as sharp as my Kangaroo form? Is it as smooth as my Lizard form?"
Gao Jin didn't dare to reply. "You call your imitative boxing a boxing style?"
Wang Taiyi continued his furious rant.
"Hey, you cricket bosses behind the scenes, are you planning a rebellion? I...I'll fucking spit you out!"
Wang Taiyi picked up an orange peel and pinched it tightly against Gao Jin's eyelids.
"Damn! Bro! You're driving."
Back at the Golden Night Mansion, Wang Tai called over Fatty Wang Jing, as he was the one who knew about making movies.
It was fifteen minutes later when Wang Jing arrived. To show his respect for his older brother, he even took a shower before coming up, because the film set smelled too strong.
"I was saying you were a bit slow shooting this time. Aren't you known for being a fast shooter?"
Wang Jing patted his belly.
"Brother, you don't understand. This time, I'm aiming for even greater heights and striving for perfection. I'm planning to create a centipede universe for this film. Unlike the first one, this one isn't as simple to produce. I've also used a lot of special effects. Simple poop-eating centipedes can easily lead to audience fatigue. This time, I've designed a flying poop-eating centipede. Brother, isn't that amazing?"
Wang Taiyi fell silent.
"Are the Ding brothers still alive?"
Wang Jing was munching on a banana. During the filming of "Human Body Wu Gong," apart from the lead actors, all the staff members were vegetarians and couldn't eat anything else.
“Brother, look at what you’re saying. Of course they’re alive. You’re making me sound like a murderer. I’m counting on them to become famous. I arrange for professional medical staff to check on them every day. Besides, the Crab Brothers are quite well-known in Taiwan. I’m counting on them to make money.”
"Okay, as long as you're alive."
Wang Taiyi took out a cigarette, tossed the remaining half pack to Wang Jing, and gestured for him to have one too. The fat man took the cigarette and stuffed it into his pocket.
Old Wang raised an eyebrow, said nothing, and thought, "This kid is just like me. Old Wang did this kind of thing a lot back in the day."
"I'm planning to shoot an action movie, but you don't have time right now. Do you know any reliable directors you can recommend?"
There were plenty of reliable directors in Hong Kong during this period. They were talented and capable, but they lacked an opportunity, unlike in later years when there were plenty of opportunities but no reliable directors.
Wang Jing scratched his head.
"An action movie, with gunfights, right? What about John Woo? He's been going around trying to get investment to make movies lately. He even came to our company to ask for investment before. I read the script and it seems alright."
Wu Baige? No way, are we going to have two tough guys wrestling in a rain of pigeon droppings?
"another."
"How about Qiu Litao? He's really good at making ghost movies."
Wang Taiyi said irritably:
"I already said he's an action movie director."
Old Wang also knows Qiu Litao from the "Yin Yang Road" series.
"It's so difficult! There are very few directors as talented and versatile as me in Hong Kong. Who should I choose?" Wang Jing said, expressing his difficulty in making a decision.
"Hey~ By the way, I have a new guy under me who's pretty good, a young man named Ye Weixin. He's not bad, big brother, why don't you give him a try?"
Wow! A fuse, huh? Not bad.
"Okay, let him try. I'll put in the extra effort to train him."
Wang Jing rolled his eyes inwardly. Dude, do you even know what it's like to be a director?
"Big brother, have you chosen the actors yet? Do you want me to help you choose?"
Wang Jing let out a few strange laughs.
"I learned a lot of advanced film knowledge abroad before, hehe, brother, have you heard of the Red Sofa?"
Wang Taiyi chuckled.
"casting couch?"
"Ah! Brother, you really know your stuff."
Wang Jing was immediately awestruck.
In the Western film and television industry, there's a well-known unspoken rule: when an actor auditions, there's a red sofa or chair in the director's room, and if the actor is willing to be "seduce," he'll sit on that sofa.
There isn't such a "red sofa" on Hong Kong Island yet. It's not that there are no unspoken rules here, but rather that the rules are more direct and forceful, and people say things outright.
“I’m not that kind of person. Besides, this is a male-dominated drama. Do you understand what a male-dominated drama is? It’s all men.”
Wang Jing blinked his small eyes.
"Men are fine too..."
"Shut up!"
Wang Tai flicked a cigarette butt onto his forehead.